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Eternal Love of a Witch

Thomas Phyla, Prince of the Megalima Kingdom, who had been cast out of his throne and cursed by the White Wizard, happened to cross paths with Amara Iris, a Witch who had been imprisoned for hundreds of years. Iris used Thomas as a means of escape from the swamp of death, but when she realizes how much he is suffering as a result of the White Wizard's curse, she feels driven to work with the Prince to break the spell and keep Thomas by her sides as a soul mate. Because of the White Wizard's curse, Thomas was always at risk of passing away, he always died and occasionally came extremely close to passing away. When Morgan Lloyd, the werewolf who is thought to have killed his pack, shows up, everything becomes a complete mess. Iris is confused when the man suddenly decides to make her his life-and-death partner. Iris will do what? Will she leave with Morgan as the wolf's lover or stick by Thomas until the end and aid him in breaking the White Wizard's curse? "You are mine as long as we are linked!" Iris. "Whatever happens, I won't leave you." Thomas. "We must be together. You are my partner. Don't look at other men!" Morgan. Which choice will Iris make? A journey filled with murder, sacrifice, love, and warmth begins!

Winart12 · Fantasy
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300 Chs

The Plan That Goes On

"That's just nonsense the Elders made up, so we don't use heirloom weapons!" Harold pushed Lilith so that she fell over. "They all lied to us to keep us trapped in this place!"

Lilith screamed and stared blankly at Harold. She jumped back up and intended to lunge at the man. This time there were no tree roots in the way, all the Dryad races stared at the two people who had once been their leaders in the fight.

A black shadow shot in front of them. Towering trees fell instantly, and their trunks gradually turned dry and black, falling to the ground like rotten trunks.

Everyone was glued.

The black shadow gradually thinned out and revealed the figure of Thomas, holding a silver sword in his right hand. He looked straight at Harold.

"Where did you take Lioun?"

Thomas's voice was calm but full of pressure and demands. His eyes glanced at Morgan, who was standing with Yuxie.